Duke Depp Naked Novels & Stories

Leaving the midwives and the lady in waiting to their miserable fate. ‘Help me,’ The duchess whispered in a raspy voice, ‘Please get it out of me.’ She sobbed weakly as her hands lay limp beside her. Her lady-in-waiting moved closer to her and bent forward to touch her belly. The spot where her hands rested lit up in a bright orange light, and the midwives shrank back in fear and shock. The servant stepped back and, in one command, ordered the midwives to cut through the duchess's abdomen.

those luscious, full lips asked, “are you going to let me see you?” My mouth was dry. I was scared out of my mind to turn on my camera. Out of my mind. Which was exactly what I had to be, because I was actually considering it. “I’m… um…” “If you tell me you’re not dressed, I’ll tell you right now, that’s not a problem for me,” DracoK4u grinned. I snorted. “Feeling’s mutual.” “I thought so. That’s why I’m not wearing a shirt,” he said, gesturing to his naked torso.

I looked up, and my entire face lit up. Duke Williams stood there, six-foot-three of pure charisma, holding a bottle of craft IPA. He’d filled out since high school—his shoulders were broader, his arms more defined, and he’d grown a beard that filled out his jaw. He wore dark jeans and a fitted henley that showed off his physique. “Duke!” I jumped up and threw myself at him. He caught me easily, laughing as he lifted me off the ground. “Damn, girl,” he said when he set me down. “You look good. Like, really good.”

She turned and faced him, again, and spread her legs, and he got down on one knee to get a shot looking up at her gorgeous, bald pussy. A minute later, the skirt was on the deck, and she had unbuttoned her blouse and was doing peek-a-boo poses showing and hiding the dark nipples that cap her big natural tits. After another minute, she was completely naked and posing frontward with her legs spread and squeezing her naked tits, and then backward bent over at the waist and holding the bumper of the truck. Her legs were spread, her wonderful ass was pointing directly at Dave, her luscious tits hung down from her chest, and she looked over her shoulder at him with a big smile.

"This is so embarrassing!" Duncan grinned and nodded. "So I drive up and notice someone standing in the yard naked." The statement caused a few calls of "What?" and some laughs. "I guess she didn't hear me, because I got out of the truck and I'm standing there watching this gorgeous woman. She's completely nude and has a water hose, taking a bath outside, complete with soap and everything!" He grinned. "I pulled out my phone and took a snapshot, which caused her to open her eyes and nearly piss herself she screamed so loud. I quickly apologized as visions of sexy times under the water hose vanished."

There - facing a blackened vine that reached like bone toward shattered glass - stood Duke Noah Wingknight. A coat lay crumpled near the door, left behind without care. In just a vest and shirt, he filled the dim room with quiet presence, light catching the pale cloth at his chest. Sleeves pushed up showed arms shaped by years of unseen effort. A dried leaf rested between his fingers, edges crumbling under careful touch. Moonlight carved the line of his jaw, still as stone. Not royalty tonight - more like someone who never quite found their way home. You arrived," he stated, still facing away. The sound of his words bounced gently through the room lined with mirrors.

A smile played about her full lips until Kate had wanted to scream. “How much does he pay you to play the doting wife?” Paris continued, tilting her gorgeous head to one side as she looked up to meet Kate’s blue eyes. “Five million GBP? Ten?” Without waiting for Kate's reply, she continued, “Did he also ask you to carry his child? I mean, he has a duty to his family to have a son, as I’m sure you know. He’s royalty after all. Someone must ensure that the Duke title stays in the family.” She gave Kate a once over and slowly nodded. “Yes, I can see how you can be of use for that.” Then a dangerous smile formed on her painted lips. “Or maybe he still thinks about me.”

“I dare Duke to suck on my tits and finger my pussy. Right here, right now.” The circle erupted—Dave’s jaw dropped with a surprised laugh, “Whoa, escalating quick!” Duke’s eyes widened, but a slow, sexy smile spread across his face, like he’d been waiting for the green light. Adele clapped, her laugh rich and throaty. “Yasss, girl! Get it!”

Letting my curiosity win me over, I turn around slowly and reach into my bag for my phone. Opening the browser, I type his name into the search bar of the adult site. The very first video nearly makes me drop my phone. I stare, frozen, as I watch the image on the screen. Nico is completely naked, towering over a brunette woman. His movements are slow as he pumps his cock into her with a kind of reverence that nearly makes my now swollen center release a tear. And oh god. His length… it is the thickest thing I have ever seen. ~~~~~~~~

"She's so cautious, as if she's terrified of disappointing the Duke. And yet the Duke... he is a wild man." Ivan took a long, steadying breath, holding back from saying anything. Vivian stopped abruptly in front of a massive painting draped in a heavy velvet shroud. She turned, a curious, playful smile on her lips. "This belongs to the Duke as well, doesn't it?" Ivan's posture stiffened instantly. "Indeed, my lady. But it would be best if you did not touch it. It is dangerous." Vivian clicked her tongue, her expression turning dismissive. "Dangerous? It's just a painting under a cloth. You expect me to believe that?"